This mage tower belongs to Yulena Eva, the only female among the four magisters of the Mage Association.
The top of the mage tower is topped with a rooftop the size of a football field. To be honest, for a mage's shelter, this rooftop is completely cumbersome. The unreasonable protruding parts not only cannot make the mage tower more stable, but will also cause it to become more stable. Divide the magic protective barrier and weaken the protection strength of the mage tower. []
Perhaps it is the romantic feelings in women's nature that cause trouble. The rooftop is filled with colorful flowers that are blooming, vying to exude their own unique fragrance in the air. Hundreds of them are either dancing happily in the fragrance, or sitting quietly on the flowers. Resting colorful butterflies and flowers form a rare spectacle. This is actually a hanging garden.
Among the flowers at the edge of the garden, Merlin was sitting on a lounge chair made of rattan, looking at the evening sky in the distance where the stars had begun to twinkle, and he was thinking deeply.
A fiery red figure emerged from the center of the garden, "Hey, old-fashioned old man! Are you addicted to staying at my Yulena's place? The group of little mages under you are still waiting for your guidance. It's so irresponsible. It simply insults the reputation of the Magister!"
Opflin waved his right hand, saliva flew from his mouth, his eyes and eyebrows were squeezed together, showing a look of bitterness, hatred, and heartache. With his heartfelt words, anyone who saw it could not help but admire him. heart of. But the way his squeezed eyes occasionally glanced at Merlin completely changed his image, making him wretched, very wretched.
"Hmph!" Just when Opflin saw that Merlin was indifferent and wanted to use another verbal attack, a cold snort from behind made his body suddenly shake.
"Who is your Yulena?!" On the mage's robe with a sea blue background, a colorful fairy dragon flutters its wings and is about to fly. Occasionally, a golden light spot the size of a needle tip flashes on and off around the mage's robe.
A silver-white magic headdress inlaid with pink crystals bound her wavy blond hair, and her face was full of anger, which added to her charming charm. However, the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes showed that she was no longer young. . The woman standing behind the Flame Mage is Yulena Eva, the owner of the Mage Tower.
I couldn't help but admire Opflin's quick reaction and thick skin. In the blink of an eye, he held his head high and his tired look disappeared. He turned around and asked in surprise: "My friend Yulena, isn't it?" Then he shook his head and sighed, "I'm trying to advise Merlin. He really doesn't care about his own affairs."
Having already understood Opflin¡¯s virtues, Yulena glanced sideways and passed him without saying a word. The poor flame mage's smile lost its target before it could be fully displayed, and he could only face the air with a crooked mouth.
"Do you have any clues?" Yuliana asked softly, looking at the golden disk the size of a basin in Merlin's hand, who was sitting in the wicker chair.
"No." With a sigh, Merlin retracted his gaze from the distance, lowered his head and fiddled with the disk, "Although I asked Xingchen for advice on prophecy, after all, I don't have expertise. If he had taken action, it wouldn't be so troublesome. ."
Hearing this, Yuliana shook her head and sighed softly: "I don't know what happened to the stars. They disappeared for almost ten years and no news came back. But even if there is no problem in predicting, don't pay too much attention. Maybe everything will happen." will not happen."
"Yulena is so right, old man, you have been learning this prophecy technique for too long with that cold old man, and you are starting to become nervous." Opflin, who was following Yuliana, He clapped his hands and expressed his opinion quite confidently.
Merlin shook his head: "No, star prophecy is indeed a very profound subject. I can feel its magic just after being exposed to it. Now I have a very bad premonition, but I really can't predict what went wrong. No matter how you calculate it, the chart will always be a mess in the end.¡±
"Chaos is chaos. This thing has been unused for almost ten years since he left. It might have broken long ago." Looking at the astrolabe in Merlin's hand, Opflin sneered.
"Perhaps, Opflin is right." Elegantly raising her left hand to catch a glow-winged night butterfly with the back of her hand, Yuliana exhaled softly.
This rare approval made Opflin immediately straighten his back, proudly, quietly move his steps, and get a little closer to Yulena.
"Maybe. Hmm" The comfort from the two old friends made Merlin a little happy. When he bent down and was about to stand up, a weak magic wave suddenly spread out from his chest to attract his attention.
Yuliana turned around and asked silently, and Opflin also looked over curiously.
"It's Feiken." The red glow of the Magister's Badge in his hand made Merlin's originally relaxed face become solemn again. "The emergency signal means there is something important. Old friends, it seems I have to leave."
¡°Well, go quickly and contact me immediately if you have any troubleus. "
"Yes, go quickly, go quickly!"
¡®This dazzling ever-burning lamp is finally gone. Watching Merlin's figure disappear in the white light, Opflin snickered in his heart and took a few steps inadvertently: "Ahem, dear uh friend, the old-fashioned old man is gone, how about we enjoy the flowers together? I I brought the authentic mead produced by the Gotik halfling, which is very delicious. If you don¡¯t taste it Hey, where are you going?"
¡°Hey, wait a minute, it would be a shame not to taste it, wait a minute!¡±
"Ah! Why is the teleportation array closed! Stop it, I can't get in, open it quickly! The stars outside are making me so hot, I'm going to brute force it."
"Boom!" A thunderbolt slammed down against the flame mage's body, causing ripples in the magic protective barrier on the surface of the garden. "Try it!"
"Hello, mentor!" The white light had just lit up, and Master Feiken, who was waiting at the edge of the magic teleportation array, quickly saluted and greeted him.
"Hello, Master Feiken, what's the matter with?" Merlin nodded, the solemn look on his brows not yet completely concealed, and asked in a deep voice as he walked out of the teleportation array.
"At dusk in the afternoon, a thief asked to see you, and he brought a message."
"what news?"
Taking a breath, Feiken said in a deep voice: "He said he was a teammate of Master Li Yan, and the two of them encountered the evil ghost of the underworld in the kobold lair in the south of Mordo Town!"
In the purple long sleeves, the hands hanging down suddenly clenched, and Merlin's heart suddenly jumped: "Quick, take me to see him!"